I'll have to be one of those rolled out, sorry. My RL is getting more demanding, as is best seen by my recent posting rate, and I've basically been forced too choose between sleeping and posting or my family and posting plus it's starting to affect my work, I guess is pretty obvious who/what won.
I honestly can't commit to a post every 24 hours so I guess this is a thank you and good gaming to y'all :)
DM Jelani; Thank you for the opportunity to play in an awesome game! I'm sorry for not meeting your hopes and expectations for the game but such is life :)
CL 7, 8 evocation, DC 15 + spell level + 1 evocation. (*=Evocation), (*)=Cast
Cantrips; 4 At will. Detect Magic, Detect Undead, Ray of Frost* (1d3+2), Read Magic
1st 5+1; Burning Hands* (5d4+2 DC 18), Detect Secret Doors, Grease, Magic Missile x2 (*), Protection from Evil, Shield (7 rds).
2nd 5+1; Glitterdust, Flaming Sphere*, Knock, Scorching Ray* (2 rays, 4d6(+2to one)) x2(*), See Invisibility.
3rd 3+1; Dispel Magic, Fireball* (7d6+2, DC 19), Fly(*), Haste(*).
4th Black Tentacles, Lightning Bolt, Shout.
Pearl of Power lvl 1 0/1
Arcane Bond 0/1
Versatile Evocation 1/7
Enhance Scroll 0/1
ASF:1d100 ⇒ 25
Grimacing at the sight of Sirhan being clawed and chocked to death Peitry turns to Sigmund. "Get closer and aid him cleric!" he says, launching into a spell and touching Sigmund, granting him the ability to fly.
At the last moment of casting Peitry has a thought and decides to alter the last sentance of the evocation and two green acidic rays shoot out of Peitry's pointed finger toward the spider.
What about that remove curse guys? I haven't seen any caster level checks made to help me get rid of that thing..
Spells Prepared:
CL 7, 8 evocation, DC 15 + spell level + 1 evocation. (*=Evocation)
Cantrips; 4 At will. Detect Magic, Detect Undead, Ray of Frost* (1d3+2), Read Magic
1st 5+1; Burning Hands* (5d4+2 DC 18), Detect Secret Doors, Grease, Magic Missile x2, Protection from Evil, Shield (7 rds).
2nd 5+1; Glitterdust, Flaming Sphere*, Knock, Scorching Ray* (2 rays, 4d6(+2to one)) x2, See Invisibility.
3rd 3+1; Dispel Magic, Fireball* (7d6+2, DC 19), Fly, Haste.
4th Black Tentacles, Lightning Bolt, Shout.
Hallf! Sorry man, going over my spell list I see I don't know mage armor! We'll need to rectify that mistake next time we're in town.
Peitry accepts the offered enchantments gratefully, trepidation rising in his gut, but has none to offer of his own. Evocation was all about offence and battlefield control, defense was something Peitry decided he'd need to work on as he took his place in the marching order.
Peitry responds to Kenan's musings. "Aye, but then again more monsters might be spawned if the evil in the castle isn't cleansed first. I think we should prepare ourselves for fighting powerful undead and head straight for the castle. Cut the head from the body and the body dies, or roams directionless. Cut of various limbs from the body and the head can still direct the remaining limbs actions I say."
..sending dust floating into the air as the heavy mace thumps into the floor, chipping chunks out of the stone and squishing the snake in the process.
Peitry quickly sheathes the mace and then rolls up the sleeve of the hand that vielded the weapon with a flinch, revealing a long, bleeding gash running up his fore arm.
"A powerful weapon." he states as he view the things handy-work. "But thoroughly cursed. I wish to be rid of it, Sigmund, if you would be so kind and prepare a remove curse on the morrow."
"Oh S#&!!" Peitry calls out, grabbing the hand that wields the mace by the wrist and struggling to restrain himself. "The weapon! I must attack! Quick! We must find a creature of the abyss! I must attack!" he blurts out urgently.
Will Save DC 20:1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
Falling to his knees sweat creases his brow as he forces his hand flat to the ground. "Please." he says with an effort, "It will make me attack you or myself if we don't find something quickly." Rising to his feet Peitry staggers to the doors, desperation shining clear in his eyes.
"Please." he repeats, going out the doors. "I will explain later."
Staggering in to the street Peitry takes up a seemingly random route and heads into town.
"Asmodeus." he mutters as he hesitantly makes his way forward. "God of tyranny and Dark Prince of Hell."
Making his way to the altar Peitry picks up the mace and turns it over in his hands.
Spellcraft DC 25:1d20 + 16 ⇒ (6) + 16 = 22
"Devils oppose demons right?" Peitry muses as he turns over the mace. "The Worldwound spews forth denizens of the Abyss, not Hell. I'm thinking that an enemy of our enemy might just be an ally to us now, even if just temporarily, we might just be fairly safe here. If safe is the right word for dealing with devils."
"Ah! Yes. A base of operations or at least a defensible place to hang our heads if need be. I agree." he says and scans the towns roofs for any tell-tale signs of a church, a tower or a symbol, anything really.
"Good to know." Peitry replies to Sigmund as he lists off his spells and magics. "As you know, I am an evocer, so most my magics are focused on combat. I have some spells to aid us, but most to harm our enemies." he says dourly as the fort rises into view.
Approaching the towns outskirts Peitry only has eyes for the fort, the stories about what they would face there kept him alert. "So how do we want to do this? Take the winding road or head for the steps?" he asks the group in general.
"Ah." Peitry recoils as he figures out what the spikes do and with a look of disgust on his face he hands them to the paladin for disposal. "I rekon these are in need of some smiting, if you'd be so kind."
"Faery fire is a good idea." Peitry mutters as he casts detect magic and inspects the loot. "Let's not be hasty with the spikes though, let me see if I can divine what they do first."
Spellcraft to identify the spikes if possible:1d20 + 16 ⇒ (14) + 16 = 30
CL 7, 8 evocation, DC 15 + spell level + 1 evocation. (*=Evocation, (*)=cast)
Cantrips; 4 At will. Detect Magic, Detect Undead, Ray of Frost* (1d3+2), Read Magic
1st; Burning Hands* (5d4+2 DC 18), Magic Missile* x2 (*), Mount(*), Protection from Evil, Ray of Enfeblement (*), Shield (8 min).
2nd; False Life, Flaming Sphere*, Rope Trick, Scorching Ray* (2 rays, 4d6(+2to one))(*), See Invisibility(*), Shatter* (DC 18).
3rd; Dispel Magic, Fireball* (8d6+2, DC 19), Haste, Wind Wall* (80ft long, 35ft high, 8rnds, DC 19).
4th; Black Tentacles(*), Shout x2*
No concentration required to direct the dancing lights so Peitry wills them to keep the quasit between the three lights.
Following the quasit's movement Peitry wills the dancing lights to keep it triangulated between them. Gesturing and chanting Peitry points a finger at the thing...
That's where the 50% miss chance comes in I believe... But then it's a good thing I have Varisian Tattoos (evocation) and dancing lights as a spell-like ability 3/day as a result.
ASF; Dancing Lights:1d100 ⇒ 29
Closing his eyes Peitry evokes three globes of white light into existence and sends them off to surround the invisible imp to mark his location.
"There! Between the lights! Get him!"
Spells Prepared:
CL 7, 8 evocation, DC 15 + spell level + 1 evocation. (*=Evocation, (*)=cast)
Cantrips; 4 At will. Detect Magic, Detect Undead, Ray of Frost* (1d3+2), Read Magic
1st; Burning Hands* (5d4+2 DC 18), Magic Missile* x2 (*), Mount(*), Protection from Evil, Ray of Enfeblement (*), Shield (8 min).
2nd; False Life, Flaming Sphere*, Rope Trick, Scorching Ray* (2 rays, 4d6(+2to one))(*), See Invisibility(*), Shatter* (DC 18).
3rd; Dispel Magic, Fireball* (8d6+2, DC 19), Haste, Wind Wall* (80ft long, 35ft high, 8rnds, DC 19).
4th; Black Tentacles(*), Shout x2*
CL 7, 8 evocation, DC 15 + spell level + 1 evocation. (*=Evocation, (*)=cast)
Cantrips; 4 At will. Detect Magic, Detect Undead, Ray of Frost* (1d3+2), Read Magic
1st; Burning Hands* (5d4+2 DC 18), Magic Missile* x2 (*), Mount(*), Protection from Evil, Ray of Enfeblement (*), Shield (8 min).
2nd; False Life, Flaming Sphere*, Rope Trick, Scorching Ray* (2 rays, 4d6(+2to one))(*), See Invisibility(*), Shatter* (DC 18).
3rd; Dispel Magic, Fireball* (8d6+2, DC 19), Haste, Wind Wall* (80ft long, 35ft high, 8rnds, DC 19).
4th; Black Tentacles(*), Shout x2*
Asf 10%; See Invisibility:1d100 ⇒ 13Phew.. that was close.
Peitry waves and gestures and his eyes glow white with arcane energies.
Cast See Invisibility and shout out the little guys location to the crew, that way we can at least attack it's square though it still has the miss chance.
Seeing the warriors have the giant in hand Peitry looks for ways to aid them in bringing the thing down. Since ranged seemed teh way to go PEitry shrugs and decides to summon up black tentacles to keep the thing where it was.
ASF:1d100 ⇒ 71
CMB; Grapple Check vs Giant:1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18 for possible 1d6 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7 points of damage.
The thing is just inside the range of 170' (100 + 10/level) so Peitry won't move.
Cantrips; At will. Detect Magic, Detect Undead, Ray of Frost* (1d3+2), Read Magic
1st 5+1; Burning Hands* (5d4+2 DC 18), Magic Missile x2, Mount(*), Protection from Evil(*), Shield (7 rds), Mage Armor(*).
2nd; False Life, Flaming Sphere*, Rope Trick, Scorching Ray* (2 rays, 4d6(+2to one)), See Invisibility, Shatter* (DC 18).
3rd 3+1; Dispel Magic, Fireball* (7d6+2, DC 19), Haste(*), Wind Wall* (80ft long, 35ft high, 8rnds, DC 19).
4th Black Tentacles, Shout, Lightning Bolt.
Round 1: Shrug of Armored coat to avoid spell failure.
Round 2: Mage Armor on Hallf.
Round 3: Protection from Evil on self.
Round 4: Haste, 7 individuals, I will exclude myself if needed to cover the group.
Round 5: Don Armored Coat.
Peitry hurries to prepare with the group as best he can.
Looking over the battlefield Peitry opts to focus in bringing down the number of enemies so he targets the one most wounded, chanting and weaving he sends four force missiles streaking and howling unerringly into it.
Move to J 25
Cast Fireball on #5 & #6 ASF 10%:1d100 ⇒ 10 [ooc]Fizzle... Had to happen sooner or later.
Peitry hurries to put Crissor between himself and the free standing lions and waves and chants to cast a fireball at them but in his haste he snags his hand on his coat and looses concentration on his spell.
Rising as quickly as he can, muttering and cursing under his breath, Peitry gets his feet under him waving his hands and his voice rising. Raising his hands up in a sweeping motion with his fingers wriggling...
ASF 10%:1d100 ⇒ 92
...Peitry causes black rubbery tentacles to erupt from the dirt in a 20' spread that wreathe and grab at two of the lions.
@Jelani; I'd like to buy an +1 armored coat lined with mithral (no ACP so the feat won't matter and the same ASF as leather but +5 armor for 5,050gp) if that's alright with you. Then Peitry would sit on the rest of his 1000 gp to use for raw materials in crafting scrolls on the road.
Peitry, like he is wont, clutches the bag of gold tightly when they are approached by the barbarian. 'Wow.' he thinks, blinking his eyes at the enthusiastic would-be-crusader, 'Are they factory manufacturing us? There seems to be no end of people willing to go die in the wastes.' he thinks, stunned into silence.
Following him outside hesitantly, still not saying a word, he takes and involuntary step back as he watches the man perform his magics.
Blinking at the dinosaur a grin creeps over his face and he barks a laugh. "Beautiful!" he exclaims, "Just beautiful! You want to join in the wastes? Well, I'm certainly impressed, you'll definitely get to put those teeth to use out there!"
Peitry grins eagerly at the rest of the group watching the show, nodding enthusiastically.
Peitry stands still for a moment after the demon disappears holding his breath, tense that his disappearance is a ruse, but sighs in relief as it's apparent it's gone.
"It warned us that it would meet us in the Fort of Orcus and kill us there." he says and heads over to the babau to loot and claim a trophy.
"That's a deeper darkness spell effect it's using! A daylight spell will counter it's effect but let me try something!" Peitry shouts out and starts chanting...
ASF 10%; Dispel Magic:1d100 ⇒ 25
...Finishing his incantation Peitry focuses on the darkness, trying to find a clink in the creatures magic.
